Edie didnāt call back. She put the phone down and went to the kitchen to take an apple.
Then she started reading the email.
She was too busy these days to clean the computer.
Scarlet sent lots of e-mail to her, sharing her trips.
Scarlet was transferred from the social column to the travel column. The trip was also arranged by the company. All she needed to do was to take several pictures and write several essays about the trip. Edie knew that Scarlet had tried to avoid Stuartās friend. She suddenly felt sad for her best friend. Knowing how good a human her friend is, Edie felt pity for her, but she canāt do anything to help her this time, as she is also dealing with her own struggle.
Edie finally knew why Scarlet suddenly went on the trip. It was not her own money.
Scarlet was in Bali, the best choice for a honeymoon. Every spot has its own legend.
Edie could feel her happiness from her email.
Edie felt happy for her.
At the moment, Mr. Bates knocked on the door, "Mrs. Yates, Mr. Yates would have dinner outside. What do you want to have tonight?"
Stuart used to prepare dinner for Edie, every day, before.
But now, he stayed outside, with another woman.
She opened the door and walked out, "Have Stuart cooked for Hicks?"
"Never," Mr. Bates smiled.
Edieās eyes lightened up, "Why? Havenāt she asked him?"
"Miss Day did ask, but Mr. Yates is too busy. Besides, after losing a part of memory, he also forgets how to cook. Maybe he lost his interest with some other things he did for you last time," Mr. Bates said, and his voice was filled with sadness while looking at Edie.
Edie froze immediately. Donald also forgot how to cook after losing part of memory. She thought that what happened to Donald also occurred to Stuart.
What if she made Stuart cook? He could cook well. Could that prove to him how deep he loved her and persuade him to change his decision?
She turned excited, "Do you know when he would come back?"
"Sorry, Mrs. Yates, I donāt know when Master will come back."
"All right. Just make several dishes. No raw or cold food because it is bad for his health."
"Okay." Mr. Bates answered, wearing a confused look.
"Does Mrs. Yates change her appetite? Lately, she didnāt eat a lot," He thought in silence.
Minutes went by. Itās been 7 oāclock when Edie finished her super. Then she turned into a couch potato on the sofa, waiting for Stuart.
When all servants left, the house fell into silence.
Edie stared at the clock on the wall seriously.
The light of the lamp in the living room spread on her pale face. Her face looked really weak. So much sadness consumed her energy recently and affected her appetite.
Mr. Bates couldnāt stand anymore, "Mrs. Yates, time to sleep."
Edie also felt her eyes were a little painful.
"Mr. Bates, I want to stay here. You can go now."
"Mrs. Yates, if Mr. Yates could restore memory, this would make his heart ache." Mr. Bates said. He felt pity for her, but he knows that Edie waits for Stuartās arrival.
These words, like a pin pinching into her heart. She smiled bitterly, "but he might forget me forever. I donāt know when he can recover his memory. I miss him so much. He was around, yet I feel he was far away from me. Mr. Bates, donāt worry. I am fine. You can go now. I know you couldnāt stay up."
Mr. Bates felt sad again, hearing Edieās words, but he canāt do anything to help her. Since Edie forced him to leave, he granted her request. He went to bed immediately.
Mr. Bates couldnāt persuade Edie. He called Ivan to ask when Stuart would come back.
But Ivan didnāt know, either.
At ten oāclock, Edie heard the sound of a step. She thought it was Stuart. She stood up immediately and walked directly towards the door.
"Hi, darling."
When she opened the door, she saw Hicks instead of Stuart.
The smile on Edieās face froze, "Oh, hi."
Hicks raised the key in her hands, "Stuart was still working. He didnāt want me to stay up. So I came back earlier. See, this is the key he gave me."
"Well."
Edie looked indifferent in front of her provocation.
But, Edie was pissed off.
But she wouldnāt show her depression in front of Hicks.
Edie walked to her sofa and kept being a potato couch.
Hick felt a little disappointed. Now she hated Edie more.
"I really admire your acting skill. Would you mind telling me how many men youāve slept with?"
"Thank you for your encouragement. As for acting skill and men, I believe you must be much better than me."
Edie fought back without any hesitation.
Hicks didnāt get angry. Instead, she sat in front of Edie and crossed her legs,
"Edie, I know you are good at this. I couldnāt win. But itās the reality that Stuart didnāt love you. You donāt have to waste time here."
"Mind your own business," Edie gave Hicks an angry stare.
Hicks smiled, "Did you try to restore his memory this afternoon? He already told me all. See how honest he was to me. The doctor already told me. Inside, his brain was a huge blood block. It suppressed her nerves. It is unlikely that he could restore the memory. Otherwise, do you think I could still have you here? Donāt dream of it."
"Oh, so what?" Edie asked in reply calmly. In front of Hicksā sharp put-down, Edie didnāt show any sorrow, as if she cared about nothing.
Hicks finally ran out of patience.
She frowned and stood up, looking at Edie, "save you some respect. Leave now. I can still give you some benefits. If I am really pissed off, you can get nothing."
"Hick, please. Should I remind you that you are the mistress in this family? Do you still want your career? I might say something in front of the media. Do you believe it?"
"Could you, in front of Stuart?" Hicks giggled.